Tuesday, February 21, 2012

peace inside these walls

I never thought I would see the day when Jazz shared his bed with a cat. There my two boys are, George and Jazz, alpha males in their own right sharing a patch of padding and sun. When I adopted Jazz back in 2005 I was told he could never live with a cat. He had killed a cat once in his outdoor run in Knoxville. But all it took was a cat that lived like a dog, and he became a part of the pack. How about that?

I had a dog, an Akita, with a really strong prey drive. She wanted to chase cats, and most would run. But a dogsitting friends cat, who had grown up with big dogs, had no intention of running, and so became a friend rather than a chase toy...

The pack thing is the key. My Husky will kill any cat that runs through his yard, but lets his own cats nudge him away from the food dish. And use his back as a stepping stool to make it easier to get to the window.

The pack thing is the key. My Husky will kill any cat that runs through his yard, but lets his own cats nudge him away from the food dish. And use his back as a stepping stool to make it easier to get to the window.

Two feral cats have adopted my home(outdoors). My 3 dogs (chocolate lab, yellow lab and a mix)have allowed this. My yellow lab has been know to catch squirrels and bring them to me as a gift. But they never chase these cats and the cats go on our walks! The cats want to rub up against the dogs to the point they can hardly walk. It's the cutest thing I have ever seen.